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Fungus Longus
04:52
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It was one night in Lac La Hache
the moon was round the stars were shining
we had been following a rush
though we did anything but mining
cariboo peaks
foray for fungi
four-four time beats
i counted one by one by one
I could dance all night and ask for more
Between the devil and the sea
The place was ready for a landing
For my self to come back to me
Yet its arrival is still pending
Cariboo peaks
Foray for fungi
Four-four time beats
I counted one by one by one
I could dance all night and ask for more
You say it ended with a kiss
you say it ended but I cant remeber this
It never ceased for good I know
Cause in my mind I still can go:
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Raccoon
06:30
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The forest has a lovely flair
enjoyed by deer and hog and hare
but there’s a new invasive kind
that does not mind
in it’s voracious hunt for more
it leaves a trail of fright and gore
it even feeds on herons brood
but it looks cute
||: come to the forest with and then soon
we’re gonna meet and observe a racoon :||
infatuated by its face
we let it take our urban space
we should make friends while we still can
while we still can
||: come to the stadtpark with me and then soon
we’re gonna meet and high five a racoon :||
apparently this did not work
the beast is hiding in the murk be careful
I really have to change the tune
I’m gonna fight this dreadful goon
and then he steps into the light
says please don't exile me I’m alright
but i see through his evil scheme
back into the woods I banish him
||: come to the forest with me and then soon
we’re gonna meet the defeated racoon :||
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Again and again I was looking at your friend
wanting to find out out but I could not understand
what he tried to convey when he sipped his chardonnay
from a tin can
over and over I kept looking at grover
who was featuring the frontside of the christmas westover
he was wearing while declaring that he was not caring too much
for his outer appearance
Pretends to be a Joker and free
but in his eyes I read his degree
in business taxation which
reveals his occupation to me
a fiscal lawyer trying to obscure his real identity
both the two of you looked Bohemian that’s true
you in your 90s mommy jeans he in his second hand track suit
and his moustache and his mullet and your tatoo of a tulip
I could see only barely
Be who you wanna be
Do what you want and feel free
But the looks that you go by
they don’t seem very naturally
because
||: You are trying too hard, you are trying too hard :||
time after time while he was drinking from his wine
you assure me that you’re seriously in love with uk grime
how you feel so related how it’s still underrated
as an art form
Minute by minute I got surer that definetly
you will find your way out of the tunnel that your in it
is blocked by pretending right now and you’re sending
the emergency call
I see that you’re trapped in a scheme
looking for a place in the stream
for an island where you’re the only queen
you will find it but right now
||: You are trying too hard, you are trying too hard :||
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